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Chapter 1029

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Gu Yansui still had that gentle appearance, but the words he said to them were not so gentle: "Leave your storage pouches."

The two stared with wide eyes, as if they didn't expect this young master who didn't seem to lack money at all to say such words.

Gu Yansui saw that they didn't move, but he didn't get angry, but the words he said made the two feel even more cold: "Since I was young, my master taught me to give you a taste of your own medicine. You want my storage pouch, so I'll let you use your own storage pouches as collateral. If you don't want to, then leave behind a hand. "

When he said this, his expression was very calm, as if saying "leave behind a hand" was as simple as blinking an eye.

The two looked at him in shock, and after realizing that he wasn't joking, they compared the difference in strength between the two sides, and finally unwillingly reached out and took the things from their waists.

They didn't expect to go for wool and come home shorn. Fortunately, in their line of work, they understood the principle of a crafty rabbit having three burrows. They couldn't put all their belongings in one place. Although it was painful, it wasn't to the extent that they couldn't bear it.

Gu Yan watched the two of them leave with a smile on his face. His expression finally changed when the two of them disappeared from sight.

His originally rosy face suddenly became pale, and finally, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

He didn't notice it, and even Gu Shengyin didn't notice it, but in the blood, there seemed to be a flash of gold.

Just as he spat out a mouthful of blood, a middle-aged man in a black robe who was quite far away from here had a serious expression on his face. After sniffing twice with the tip of his nose, he dashed toward the place where the two of them were.

"Yan Sui, how are you?" Gu Shengyin was a bit worried.

Gu Yansui wiped the corner of his mouth, afraid that his master would be worried, and shook his head: "It's not a very serious injury."

After all, there were two people. Although he had the upper hand, it wasn't as easy as it looked.

He was injured after all.

Gu Shengyin said: "Then let's leave here first, and when we return to the Tongtian Pavilion …"

Before she finished speaking, her expression changed: "Yan Sui, hurry and leave here!"

Gu Yansui did not understand why his tone had suddenly become so urgent, but he did not hesitate at all. He withdrew his hand and put the two storage pouches on the ground into his ring before shooting off in the direction of Heaven's Connect City.

But he was still too slow.

A black figure quietly stood in his path.

It was a middle-aged man in a black robe. His hair was short, each strand like thorns on the top of his head.

Gu Yansui did not know if it was his illusion, but he felt that he saw a green light in his eyes.

How could the eyes of a normal cultivator emit green light?

The more he looked at Gu's's's's's's, the more he's's's's's's's's's

He asked, "You … Who are your parents?"

Gu Yansui looked at him with some vigilance: "Why are you asking this?"

He originally planned to leave directly, but there was a faint pressure in the air, and he found that he couldn't move.

The middle-aged man took a sniff, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face: "What a sweet smell. Your's's' 'must be very pure. Let me guess, which lord's' 'descendant are you?"

Gu Yansui had a strange feeling in his heart. This man's' words seemed to have something to do with his's' 'origins?

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